Draco watched as Hermione stretched and bent in front of him. He was tempted to grope her and pull her over again but her tears and the general awkwardness of the situation stopped him. "Well, why'd you do it then? You're the one that cast the charm, right?" The still angered him more than a little.
Shrugging, Draco really didn't know how to respond. He knew he should have been furiously angry and instead he was…mildly annoyed, it seemed. Plus, he couldn't quite bring himself to be actually mean to Hermione.
"I was pondering it," Draco admitted. "Is there a reason to stay?"